Whew!

Heavy breathing!

The earthy yellow helmet, which looked like an iron helmet of the barrier, was rubbed by the broken spear, and Wang Zhan's cheeks were sore when the strong wind pierced him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's as if you've been forced by a real knife. That sharp aura is like gold and iron.

The rock iron helmet immediately turned into powder, and when it was blown by the wind, it was gently raised, revealing a large thumb on the side of the face below, which was cracked from the bridge of the nose to the base of the ear.

Two rows of red tender flesh turned out, and blood bulged outward.

Wang Zhan exhaled two scorching snorts, gritted his teeth, and slammed his unconscious arm at the ground, as if it was not his own arm at all.

With a click, the sharp pain tugged at his nerves, he bared his teeth sharply, grinned at Qin Haosen, and then slammed his left arm again, and there was another click.

I moved my lower right arm, the muscles were torn, and the ligaments were strained, but I finally regained some consciousness and could move, but the left arm was softer and fluttery, like a strip of cloth hanging on my shoulder, swinging extremely unnaturally, and I was weak.

"One hand, fine."

Wang Zhan muttered to himself, clutching a broken spear in his right hand.

"What a nonsense guy."

Qin Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a smack, he flipped up from the ground, moved his ankles, and his muscles were contusion, and his soreness was abnormal.

His right wrist was also red and swollen and blue, and he looked at Wang Zhan indifferently, although it was only a few short contacts, and the rabbit was in a battle, but for the enemy in front of him, he had a rare sense of appreciation.

"Be ruthless to the enemy and be ruthless to yourself, this is the real ruthless character."

Of course, appreciation is appreciated, and when you fight, you will not be soft, but will only be more ruthless, insidious, and merciless, because the more worthy of appreciation, the more you must ensure that you kill the other party, otherwise you are not responsible for your own life.

Qin Hao's face was cold, and the bone spurs in his left hand aimed at his calf and right arm and slashed hard, cutting a deep incision and releasing the bruises inside.

This unhesitating action, the ruthlessness and decisiveness revealed in it, made Wang Zhan's heart skip a beat, knowing that he had really met someone of the same kind.

Under the attack, the two people gasped for breath to each other, and a pair of eyes stared at each other, ready to launch the next round of offensive at any time.

And this respite also shows that the gap between the two is coming.

Although in terms of body type, Wang Zhan's physique looks more burly and robust, but this is just the appearance, Qin Hao's physique is even more inhuman, this point only starts from the wound on his right wrist, which begins to slowly stop bleeding, the scabbed muscles are wriggling, and the blood on Wang Zhan's cheek is still flowing sideways, there is a sharp contrast.

Fighting a protracted battle, and comparing the ability to recover, Wang Zhan is not Qin Hao's opponent.

His pupils shrank, and Wang Zhan threw out the iron spear with his backhand, and the spinning iron spear roared in the air, like a windmill, across the space.

"Naive."

Qin Hao spit out two words lightly, and dodged to the side of his body, while his attention was always on Wang Zhan's feet.

Sure enough, as soon as he turned to one side, Wang Zhan moved.

If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move like thunder.

I saw Wang Zhan's feet sliding sideways against the ground, like rollerblading, changing direction one and a half arcs and a half arc forward, and at a position that was about to be 10 meters close to Qin Hao, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and the whole person rose into the air like a trend, and crashed towards Qin Hao.

The rocks were wrapped in his armor layer by layer, and Wang Zhan was tightly wrapped from head to toe without any dead ends, without revealing a single gap.

The middle was slightly wider, and the two sides were getting sharper and sharper, and with just one breath, Wang Zhan seemed to turn into a rotating electric drill, and the air around him made a cutting sound.

Qin Hao sighed lightly, and the writing wheel rotated faintly, observing and analyzing at the fastest speed. He stepped on the ground, just like Wang Zhan just now, as if he was stepping on the ice and quickly turned and sliding.

One, two, three. After a few lightning-fast changes of direction, Qin Hao's body also rotated strangely, like a spinning top spinning at high speed.

It's just that one is horizontal and the other is vertical, but if someone with a good eye observes from the side, you will find that the speed of these two drills or gyroscopes is almost half the same.

"45 degree lateral cut, striking surface."

Na Na muttered to himself the prediction and calculation that only he could understand, Qin Hao's eyes flashed a bright light that saw through everything, where his footprints passed, the rocks on the ground seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, countless sand and stones were scattered everywhere, and the distance between the two of them was seven or eight meters, and a large area of bare and smooth inverted cone was sinked in the middle of the field.

Zizizizi!

The two electric drills collided, fierce sparks overflowed, Qin Hao's feet were like stepping on dance steps, at an incredible angle, the electric drill sticking to the stone brushed head-on, except for rubbing a layer of skin, and the muscles under the skin emitted the pain of fire, and there was no harm.

On the contrary, it was a stone-shaped electric drill, which was pierced in the center by a bone sword, and with almost no force, it was cut by the electric drill's own high-speed cutting and cutting itself from it.

Wang Zhan breathed shortly, the heavy rock layer on his body collapsed, and the iron armor on his body emitted a hot heat, red like a layer of roasted iron skin, which was resisted by the white bone sword, and the entire iron armor was silently split.

Wang Zhan's face changed, knowing that it was not good, but he was a bachelor to the extreme, and until this moment, he had no intention of retreating, because he knew that retreating would only make him die faster.

At the time of life and death, only by moving forward desperately can he have vitality, which is the instinct he forged again and again in the test of blood and fire.

Although he has a bad character, he is undoubtedly a true Predator, and the style of a warrior is to fight to the death.

"Kill!"

Wang Zhan shouted violently, he was in the air, the muscles in his chest tensed to the extreme, and he fiercely clamped the bone sword that pierced into his body, and the only palm that could move, as if by magic, drilled out from the lower abdomen, his wrist was raised violently, tearing the air, and his fingers were like the tip of a knife, and he was pinched upwards according to Qin Hao's navel.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of insidious and vicious killing move was made from Wang Zhan's hands, Qin Hao's hair exploded all over his body, and Rao Yiyan almost didn't see Wang Zhan's silent hand knife.

This hand knife, sticking to the navel, all the way up, walking the middle line, can break the chest, break the throat, cut the skull, if it is solidified, there is almost no chance to breathe, and it will be killed immediately under the knife, and the dead can not die again.

Don't say that Qin Hao doesn't have the hole card of "resurrection in situ" right now, but if he is, as long as he is hit, everything will suddenly stop, and half a thought will not turn again.